Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds and shall find me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

-W.E Henley

This is one of my favourite poems, if not my favourite. I met this for the first time when I first watched Invictus by Clint Eastwood. That movie hit me. It hit me deeply, I remember that I was astonished by the great soul-strenght of Nelson Mandela and by the overall atmosphere.



I don’t really care about music gear

I really love music, and I truly love playing guitar. It’s probably the longest-lasting of my passions, if we make an exception for snowboarding, which I’ve been practicing for 7 years.

I just realized that I’m not really keen about musical gear, like guitars, strings, amps and other stuff. I don’t surf the web wondering about the new flagship Fender guitar or the best Vox Amplifier, I just stick with what I have. I just don’t care much about it. Also I think that there’s need of some time to get to know your instrument, how it sounds, how it feels when you play it.

It doesn’t matter what gear you use, if you are passionate about something and put effort and practice you can make a masterpiece song out of any guitar.

It’s not the instrument that makes the musician.